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Humanity’s Eclipse

Humanity’s Eclipseby Michael DoyleIt seems worthy of recallThat none of us has a crystal ball.We might want to see what’s next,But the best we have is what connects.Will it be humanity’s eclipse – As we fall before a robot apocalypse?Or … Continue reading

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What Comes Next?

What Comes Next?by Michael DoyleDay after day, dot after dotOne way or another, it connectsTaking chances and casting lotsAs we wonder about what comes next.The mullahs act with intimidation,But they aren’t the heart of the nation.And we must never forget … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: A Guitar Is A Very Personal Extension of the Person Playing It. You Have To Be Emotionally and Spiritually Connected To Your Instrument

“A guitar is a very personal extension of the person playing it. You have to be emotionally and spiritually connected to your instrument. I’m very brutal on my instruments, but not all the time.” – Eddie Van Halen

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Shifting Through the Ashes

Shifting Through the Ashesby Michael DoyleStanding here talking close togetherYou say it’s for worse or for betterShifting through the ashes of an argumentCan you tell me, baby, where the money’s spent?You laugh and concede it as a steady needWaiting for … Continue reading

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Age of Anxiety

Age of Anxietyby Michael DoyleLooking out for my daughters with empathyAs this modern age drips with anxietyThere are so many issues and concerns seenIt quickly overwhelms any human beingIt has become an epidemic across this nationWhere morbid complexity gives way … Continue reading

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Standing At the Brink

Standing At the Brinkby Michael DoyleThis age of prevailing ill-liberalismBreeds little but despair and pessimismThere’s a breakdown in our societyThat has brought us into a time of anxietyOnce beautiful cities have turned into blightIt seems we are falling into our … Continue reading

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Each Moment’s Thankfulness

Each Moment’s Thankfulnessby Michael DoyleIn this world folded into blindnessToo many have forgotten kindnessI think it begins with gratitudeLooking on the world with right attitudeBefore this, there is the participationThat slowly seeps into relaxationPeace comes with every breath takenAllowing this … Continue reading

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In My Darkest Times

In My Darkest Timesby Michael DoyleIn my darkest timesWhen I’m all out of rhymesYou hold me in your holy palmKeeping me safe and calmYou pulled the Savior out of His graveWith all you are and do to saveJesus, you’ve always … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: You Think Your Pains and Heartbreaks Are Unprecedented In the History of the World, But Then You Read

“You think your pains and heartbreaks are unprecedented in the history of the world, but then you read. It was books that taught me that the things that tormented me were the very things that connected me with all the … Continue reading

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Don’t Play With Fire In the Dark

Don’t Play With Fire In the Darkby Michael Doyle The edge of the cliff beckons meWhispering my name dangerouslyIs it taunting the edgeOf a lonely soul on the ledge A reasoned soul knows its contextWhen all the dots fail to … Continue reading

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